Page 110 of Foxy Filthy Omega

Leo held out his wrist and glared at me. “Do that again.”

My lips twitched when I tried not to smile. “Do what?”

“Mark me again.” Leo grabbed my hand and placed it on his wrist so I could pull him closer.

The urge to bite him rose so suddenly it nearly choked me.

I wanted my teeth to mar his flesh for everyone to see, but that was way too aggressive for a platonic bond and if I actually bit his wrist, I’d lose control and bite him everywhere else too.

I really should get my pheromone levels tested again because I only ever got this weird when my rut was about to happen.

But I decided to take a risk.

Instead of just letting my breath alter his chemistry, I flattened my tongue against his wrist and let the saliva soak into his skin.

Leo’s breath hitched and the emotion in his eyes had me ready to say fuck it, but I needed to figure out what I actually wanted before I did something that would hurt him again.

I pulled back, but I didn’t let go of him. “Will you tell me everything that’s going on with my uncle’s death?”

Leo nodded but he couldn’t stop staring at his wrist.

“Will you tell me everything aboutanythingI want to know?”

He used his wrist to pull my hand closer and then leaned down, brushing his lips against my knuckles. “Whatever you want, I’ll give you.”

Even Soren apparently.

I had no idea how he’d make that happen, but I firmly believed that Leo could accomplish anything if he really wanted to. There was no doubt in my mind he would find a way to follow any order or request I gave him.

That kind of power was dangerous.

I had the strength of a legacy alpha at my beck and call. One who was stronger than even my father. I had to be careful with that kind of power.

“Is there actually a way for you to become an omega?”

He grinned at me then and his eyes flashed mischievously. “I knew that would get your attention.”

I really hated how well he knew me.

Leo shrugged and stared at his wrist, his grin disappearing just as quickly as it came. “There’s currently no way that I know of, but I could ask some of our scientists to look into it.”

“You wouldn’t mind becoming an omega?”

“Being an omega doesn’t mean being weak,” he reminded me. “Just look at Lucy.”

I studied Leo as I considered that.

There were benefits to being an alpha that weren’t easy to give up, but I didn’t know if I really needed those benefits anymore. I wasn’t the only alpha in charge of keeping an omega safe. I didn’t have any omega to protect actually.

I only had my pack.

But if I didn’t become the next Lopez, who would? Leo? I don’t think he wanted that or he would have taken the offer my father’s made more than once. And honestly, who could protect my pack better than me?

That wasn’t what I needed to figure out though. Ineededto figure out what I wanted. What I, Francesca Lopez, wanted.

To do that, I had to figure out who I was.

Where was I even supposed to start?

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